Toujours la même

There is a place after that place where they were

Where the sky is blue with no sign of grey

Neither melancholy nor clouded words to fog their intent 

Where sidewalks end, as great dreams are self-paved

There is a time after that time they had

Where past and future are united

Neither regret nor hard feelings can exist

Where epitaphs end, as friendships never die

There is a girl who once held my hands as they trembled
Where my heart lay still, below my sleeve

Neither suggestions nor promises mattered more

Where it concerned me only to be touched

There is a boy who once held her hands as they trembled
Where her heart lay silent, below the surface
Neither denying nor accepting any voices
Where it concerned her only to be moved

There is a joy after that joy they felt
Where fond memories prevail into the future
Neither distance nor time can dishonour their content
Where raindrops end, as new lives grow from well treated soil

There is a love after that love they shared

Where hellos and goodbyes are welcome

Neither sunrises nor sunsets are met with sadness

Where sunshine ends, as yesterday's warmth lives through the night